savetheearth | are you sure we're not secretly twins

Who: Nick and Melissa
When: February 19th, after work
Where: A bar
What: Corrupt cops and now monster hunters, but still not strippers

Nick isn't usually the type of guy to carry a bag with him, unless it's the first aid kit he keeps in his car. But he hadn't exactly wanted to bring in the ancient-looking book filled with creepy drawings and graphic descriptions, not to mention the suspicious and odd-looking weapons, into the bar just out in the open. So he has a small duffel bag with him, looped over one shoulder and held close in a way that he hopes looks like he's just trying to avoid hitting anyone with it, and not at all like he's being way too protective over it.

Weird, creepy, and dangerous or not, he's pretty sure everything in there is a family heirloom of some kind.

He'd headed for the bar as soon as he got off work, fortunately more or less at a reasonable hour, tonight. As soon as he gets there, he looks for Melissa - but if he can't find her, he'll pick a corner booth for them, back out of the way, and settle down with a beer to wait.

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"If I look through this thing long enough, I'll probably get some too. I'm bracing for it." She sighs-- echos are probably just a thing that's gonna happen when they talk network stuff. "If you get some of whatever your bullets are supposed to be, then yeah. Not sure what the hell I'm supposed to do with these, though. Not like I can go out to the store and pick up more silver bullets anyway."

He makes another face at that. She's right, unfortunately. Their past lives seem to be similar enough that it's almost guaranteed. Damn it. "Maybe your past self knew how to make them, and you just haven't gotten that part back yet."

"Maybe..." For some reason she doubts that, though. Unfortunately the conversation will probably be diverted when she flips to the next page, and... yeah. There's that Echo she was expecting. "So apparently ghosts- I'm sorry, geists- are a thing too." Ugh, give her a minute to rub at her temples. She should have brought advil.

Nick should probably start adding a disclaimer to anyone he shares this book with, that it has a high likelihood of causing echoes. "...great, of course they are. What did you remember about yours?"

"Not a hell of a lot," she sighs, "Mostly that the group I was in fought one and it took fucking forever to beat." There's not a hell of a lot more than that, and she was getting the distinct impression it was because she didn't know a lot about them before either.

There's a long pause after that - partly because Nick is considering it, and partly because another pulse thanks Melissa. "Yours didn't involve a river, did it?"

"Not that I remember. Just a big, creepy warehouse." She shouldn't surprised that he got a Pulse off of that, seeing as hers was caused by his book.

are you sure we're not secretly twins

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screaming i never got a notif for this, feel free to ignore

NOT IGNORING just waiting for an echo request XD

all aboard the echo train~